Best Longtime Poems

Untroubled is the quiet night
How peaceful is a world that glimmers white
Frost and moonlight have whipped a silver glaze
And silhouettes of trees are black as...

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Like a beacon on a hill
The white church steeple gleaming still
For all the many years gone past
It marks the path for home at last

Up and...

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When the wind blows hard, sometimes it takes possessions from you, but all of a sudden It stops and everything can be replaced.

When the sun...

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Across the sky the Sun could see
The Moon approach, with nervous glee
A longtime coming, an empirical fact
Ninety-Nine years to be exact

The Sun stood ready, her...

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Soundly you sleep, your insides at ease.
Beside you, I surge an uncharted storm of fearsome break 
for it thunder-threatens my own sun’s velocity melt.
Your breathing...

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Hello, old moon, my longtime friend
Here we are, just you and me.
As always, I am lifted up
Deep into your depths again
As if you watch my...

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WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD

Shadows of leaves against migrants stripped of bark

Children hidden against a darkened sky
A cup of river foaming at the mouth

Suited men and...

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The cottonwood fluff blankets the ground
In a thick snowy white layer,
As the gentle breeze whispers 
Through the emerald green foliage.

The fragrance of mowed sun dried...

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Written: March 31st, 2024 for Matt Caliri Coagulation Contest

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There was a time,
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Oh how I love a tree;
any tree, anywhere:

longtime triple-trunked
royal trees;

redwoods giant, gallant
rising, heavenly;

trees, tall and slender,
so tall you can’t catch them;

short trees eye to eye...

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The hands of twilight amble through glazed clouds
Soothing my emptiness, a  heart’s debris, 
Although one longtime wish rattles aloud
Warm is the breeze that flutes...

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My ode to William Henry Harrison, 9th President
of the United States, yet barely known.
A Founding Father’s son and longtime frontier resident,
Brave military leader to the...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind...

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Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

A write for such a very fine night
echoes drifted in as day lost light
Whispers of former days with sweet gals
partying with...

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